[He snorts, but doesn't argue the point, waving her off just a little as she turns to the stairs, like this is an amicable departure. It's similarly reflected in his conversational tone.]
Alright. It's your decision.
[Pietro hates the elevator too - it's slow even to a normal person, gets stuck between floors sometimes when the building's electric goes out intermittently, smells like piss - but he's taking it, just because Wanda isn't, pressing the button and already dreading the agonising wait for it to ascend to the fifth floor. He could be down on the street already in the time it took him to hit the stupid button.]
I might be late. If certain people are there. You know.
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Alright. It's your decision.
[Pietro hates the elevator too - it's slow even to a normal person, gets stuck between floors sometimes when the building's electric goes out intermittently, smells like piss - but he's taking it, just because Wanda isn't, pressing the button and already dreading the agonising wait for it to ascend to the fifth floor. He could be down on the street already in the time it took him to hit the stupid button.]
I might be late. If certain people are there. You know.